Whinney Poems - Poems about Whinney

...Dane, “Little Dane” was my precious birth name. And I dearly loved my grandma who was also named, Dane. Naturally, at times, by mistake, folks said, “Jane.” Each time, “Dane…like a Great-Dane” rec......

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...Ah war out a walkin Ut war a Sunday morn Mah chores war all did Warn't no need fer me et home Ah walks along tha river What does goes by er place Hearin tha crickets singin Un watchin dragon......

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...Durned ol' Blue He must have the flu Cause I got on him And he withdrew. When I came to I just found his shoe And it looked to me Like he'd grew wings and flew. I looked for him here And......

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